Saturday, August 23, 2014

Yes, Jesus Love Me

Congratulations to me! I successfully completed reading through the Bible. It took me not one year but one year and 8 months which is not great. The plan was to complete it in one year, but I fell hopelessly behind. Instead of feeling defeated and starting over in January like I've done so many times before. I decided to press on and keep rolling the calendar back on my Biblegateway app. While I had read and studied much of what I read before, there were sections that I had never read, ever. If I believe that the Bible is the inspired word of God, then I needed to read all of it, not just the interesting and familiar parts. I learned that there really is nothing new under the sun. God is good and man is sinful. God loved his children so much that he disciplined them to bring them back to himself and to show them their need for a savior. This happened over and over and over in the Bible. We are weak and sinful but He is strong and merciful. I realized that there is so much truth in the first song I ever learned as a child. You may know it.

Jesus loves me this I know
For the Bible tells me so
little ones to him belong
They are weak but He is strong

Yes, Jesus loves me
Yes, Jesus loves me
Yes, Jesus loves me
The Bible tells me so


Saturday, August 16, 2014

Sweet Prayer

I just realized something recently, yesterday as a matter of fact. I don't really like asking people for help or even prayer. It's not that I view it as a weakness to ask for help, but rather I don't want to bother people with my problems. There is always someone worse off than me and I don't need to bother them with my trivia. This is pretty much my life philosophy. I am more than happy to pray for others and love serving in the prayer room but why am I so reluctant to share my requests? Do I believe that prayer  is my power source? Yes, I wholeheartedly do. I am constantly reminded that apart from God I can do nothing so call on him pretty much constantly.

The night before my daughter's surgery, it finally dawned on me that it might be a good idea to contact the prayer room and ask for prayer. I must have rationalized that since it was for my daughter and not myself, it would qualify as important. Her doctor had also scared me sufficiently about the procedure so I was not looking forward to it. I'm not the bravest one in dealing with medical issues. A strep test on one of my children sends me out of the examining room!

I am so glad that I humbled myself and asked for prayer from my friends and my church. Knowing that others were also praying on behalf of our daughter was the sweetest kind of fellowship. And they worked! She came through the surgery just fine and is recovering nicely all because of the prayers of our faithful friends. Thank you friends! I may call on you again.